Mom, Depression and Blame

I was probably well into my forties before I really understood that my mother never really recovered from my birth. Now the diagnosis would be relatively simple and immediate – post-partum depre...
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How Can I Trust Again?

Early in my career as a minister I had a call from a member requesting a meeting. I remember him sitting in the little office, moving his hat around in his hands. He was there to confess that he had b...
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The Place Jesus was Born

FaceTime is the medium through which we are saying good-bye to some of the grandkids. “Do you know where Papa and I are going” asks Grandma. “To the place Jesus was born” comes the answer. For some re...
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Finding Happiness

We live in a visual age – and so the rise of infographics. Lots of interesting things to reflect upon in this infographic on happiness.         http://www.dailyinfographic.co...

A Gift?

As a person diagnosed with OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) it comes as no surprise that my brother can be both obsessive and compulsive. I know, a shocker!? As a theory the diagnosis is one thing,...
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Joy Right in Front of Me

Right off the top I must confess to the lack of fairness of it all. My children certainly can file a complaint of injustice. When my children were young they learned very quickly the iron clad rule &#...

What am I seeing?

The little guy in this picture, my brother, is now 58 years old. On Thursday my wife Gaye and I took him to the hospital to have cataracts removed from both his eyes. Normally the procedure is done on...